Chapter 7- The delay and search for Aslan.

Elsewhere

Mickey and Trish rode fiercely through the forest in search of the great lion, yet… they were being followed. "Oh shoot!" growled Trish. "Mickey, you need to go this alone! I will bide you time!" before Mickey could protest, Trish leaped off the horse and began to fire arrows left, right and center. She didn't miss until one came from behind her and knocked Trish to the ground, the soldier pulled his sword and was about to bring it down upon her until an arrow hit him from the side. Jeff had come just in time!

"Need a hand?" he asked.

Trish smiled as she got up onto the horse with Jeff. "What about Mickey?"

"She'll be fine, we got to get ready though!" Jeff replied as they rushed back to the stronghold.

Back at the base.

Everyone was called to a meeting the moment Shane returned. He announced the King had challenged Kane to a duel, and it was to happen soon. As they searched for the Big Red Machine, the sound of clanking armor could be heard. It echoed the halls, frozen in their tracks, no one moved. Everyone in the room froze to the sight of the armor. Kane took off the helmet to reveal it was him. "Well, what do you think?" he asked.

His armor was a fire red, with spikes all about it, his helmet was that of a dragon. "Can you even move in that thing?" demanded Matt.

Kane showed his mobility as he was able to use his sword with ease and moved rather quickly under the metal strain. "It's about 30 pounds… which I lost a while ago," Kane stated. "So it's not like I haven't carried this weight before"

"Do you even know how to use a sword?" asked Taker.

"The mice have been teaching me" Kane replied as he went to get ready.

Taker on the other hand turned to everyone else in the room. "If we weren't in Narnia, I would have sent him to the nut house after that comment."

"I think we're all going to make a trip there if we tell anyone about this, come on. Let's get ready for the battle," growled Triple H.

Everyone had armor; it was made special for them. They were soon ready, yet Jeff returned with Trish. "Where the hell is Mickey?" demanded Taker. "Did you find the big ass cat?"

"No, we got attacked, Mickey went on. I was left behind to bide time" Trish explained.

"Well it looks like we got to still bid our time. Look," announced Stephanie. The armies were assembling; the King wore golden metal to stick out from the other soldiers. Their masks looked like old men with beards. They made their way to the strong hold, a section of ruins had been chosen for the duel. Kane gave one final order, half of the army were to remain underground. There were pillars that held up the vast field, and if it was all planned right, they could have the advantage when the first wave attacked. The second wave though… Kane knew he would have to think fast.

Running down to greet the challengers. Taker stood defiantly before them as the Narnia army stood behind. "So, where is this… little one name Kane?" the King asked as he dismounted from his horse.

The Narnians army cheered and howled as Kane came from the base, dressed in his armor, he kept his helmet off. The king was stunned to say the least to his challenger. "You said he was young!"

"Well I lied, I said he was the little brother of the Undertaker… this guy right here. Never said he was young, young." Shane corrected as he had one hand on Taker's shoulders.

"Don't touch me right now" warned the Deadman.

Kane stood before the king, who was in awe of his size. "I will give you a chance to surrender… It's only fair. I can see into the future, and you will die… not at my hands, but at the hands of one of your own!" Kane warned. As he stared at the one who had intents on murdering the King.

The King sneered to his warning. "Shut up and fight," he growled.

Kane obliged as he pulled out his sword. He put on his helmet as he stepped into the ruins. "I hope Mickey gets back in time… wait… oh hell this is going to be a long day," Kane muttered to himself. He just became aware to the fact that Mickey won't be back in time… a battle will follow after this challenge nonetheless. The King charged at him, his sword drawn… the fight was on!